Quote: gingdong "Yes m8 me and my uncle Sid will be in there around 1pm go in the back room were the pool table is. The thought of throwing ale away would nearly kill Sid hes in his 60s and still does 20 pints. Most of us arnt bad weve got a bad name but we just like a good drink at the games. Prob is as in life there are always 1 or 2 bellends that think they can take the world on after a couple of halfs of Lager. Most blokes on our bus got off it at night as sober as they got on it in the morning. I did tell you how the game would go before the game if you remember m8 Rovers not playing right and haven't done all season, looked clueless on attack and the more ball we had on your line the more clueless we looked. I walked out with 10 left after our prop Hirst got to half back and threw a stupid pass out that went to ground, having played hooker for over 30 years myself cant understand how the Rovers hookers allow a big, stupid clumsy prop get to the play the ball at a vital stage of the game, it was all too much for me and I went and sat on the bus with the monk on'"
To be honest, I thought Hirst was your MOM. He takes some putting down and our defence backed off him most of the time.
Your right about acting half though. That was a sign of being disorganised. You could probably count on one hand the amount of times Penky or Beswick did not go to acting half for Leigh.
